If you know me, you'd know it was only a matter of time before I ended up with a cooking blog.
Mostly I will use this blog to save recipes that my wonderful father has been teaching me as well as some of my tried and true dishes.
Other life events involving jobs, friends, triathlons, travels and the ways God is humbling and growing me will find their way into the posts too. If you see a dish you like/might want let me know and I'll see what I can do! Ifyaknowwhatimean.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

With classes finished and graduation from UNF (Swoop!) approaching in August I have been enjoying some free-time as I continue the good ole job hunt. I had the joy of taking a break from hours of applying for jobs by helping out with the youth group at my parents church. These kids are a hoot. Shane, the youth pastor, is a great leader for these kids; you can see the love of Christ working through this group in big ways. Yesterday I got the privilege to be a driver/leader for a beach trip down to Mickler's Beach.

With a car full of high school girls, and Shakira blasting on the drive down, a good trip was promising. Once at the beach the waves were...big...and choppy...but the students were fearless and had a great time in the water. Yips and hollers from the girls confirmed this and I couldn't help but think "Surely I was never that "squealy" when I was their age, right?"

Avoiding the surf ( ya ya "but you're a triathlete"- Whatever.) I got to visit with Adrienne and her two adorable sons Jay and Ian. Let me just say Adrienne is awesome;a wonderful woman who selflessly serves the youth, her friends and you'll never hear her complain that a task is too menial. On my sister's wedding day Adrienne (and Jay) pretty much handled all the decorating of the venue voluntarily and by themselves. Without her, it would not have gotten done. She's also a great cyclist! Even though the waves were big enough to keep some of the high school boys of the water, Jay (8years old) took his foam surf board, went for it and caught 3 waves! My hero. While his mom assisted him in the water with the kind of resolve only a true good mother can have in face of that choppy-ness, I got to hang out with little Ian (5 years old) making sandcastles and getting spelling lessons in the sand.

Once home I rinsed off the beach, threw on some cottony cargo pants, a tank top, and got to cookin' dinner. Last night dad showed me how to make Homemade Spaghetti Sauce with Italian Sausage. We used store bought whole grain pasta but while the sausage fried up in the pan I tried my hand at homemade spaghetti "rags"...and they were awesome! That exclamation point is not a gesture of bragging, but surprise.

Spaghetti Sauce:

Need It:

6 cloves garlic, minced

15 fresh basil leaves, roughly chopped

1 can diced tomatoes,...opened (duh)

1 large can crushed tomatos, see above.

2 tablespoons sugar

Do it:

In a medium sauce pan heat ~1 tablespoon oil on medium high heat. Once hot, add garlic. Cook until translucent but not browned. Add can of diced tomatoes. Add can of crushed tomatoes. Add basil leaves. Add sugar.Reduce heat, let simmer at just below medium heat for 1 hour; however the longer it simmers the better it will taste so it's up to you!

Heat a skillet (I like that word...skillet) with ~1 tablespoon oil to medium high heat. Once hot, add sausage to pan. Brown on all sides, turning every minute to allow even browning. Cook until internal temperature reaches 165 Degrees.

From scratch pasta "rags": (they're called rags because I don't have a pasta press so I just rolled them out by hand, resulting in rag-like amoeba shaped pieces, eh it works)

Need it:

2 cups flour (add more as you go along if needed)

3 eggs

salt & pepper

Do it:

Dump flour into a pile on a wood cutting board (seriously, just dump it).Form a "well" in the middle of the flour to form a volcano-esq structure. Think of it as Mount Past-suvius. Crack the eggs into the well; whisk eggs with a fork. Add salt and pepper to discretion.Gradually incorporate the flour into the eggs mixture, taking the flour from the inside wall of the "well". Once the interior mixture is thick enough you can ditch the fork and incorporate the rest of the flour by hand (the funnest part in my opinion).Work/knead the dough into a stiff ball.Using a dough scraper cut inch size pieces and roll to 1/8 inch thickness (okay so I say 1/8the inch but I never really know what that looks like when recipes call for it; for the most part I just roll it out to the point where if I hold it up to the light and place my hand behind it I can just faintly see the outline of my fingers.Simple right?)Let dry on pasta rack for about 2 hours. If you don't have a pasta rack (who does?) make one! Like I did...

Reading is good for your mind; and your cooking.

The meal turned out great! Now I must scat because I have my first post-collegiate job interview in 30 minutes. Wish me luck!